Meet Ruby

I made it three weeks as a one car family.  Then I realized I need my freedom to wander on my own, without worrying about the rest of the family being stranded.

Meet Ruby, my new 1982 Chevy C10:

I knew Ruby would need some work….and she did.  16 seconds after purchasing her she died.  I’m not kidding. It was a scene out of a movie. Yay I bought a truck!  And…. I broke it.

Here’s my brother-in-law Justin, Brett and the sales guy Mike pushing her back to the garage:

I had to leave Ruby in Charlotte for a week while she gets fixed up.  She needs a new speedometer and a horn. A rearview mirror too.  Oh and her engine needs to start….she starts when she’s cold at least and runs perfectly until she gets warmed up.  Maybe she’s lazy.   I’ve never been excited about a car before….but I’m excited about this one.  I tried to get her to start by telling her how much fun she’ll have just sitting by the river with me.  Maybe she’s nervous about small town life.  She’ll come around.